Like Krispy Kreme doughnuts my dad would smuggle past my mom

Hot Dogs And Beans. Tuna Noodle Casserole. Johnny Marzetti Also Known As American Chop Suey. Scrambled Eggs In The Microwave. Boston Market Rotisserie Chicken, A Bone Of Which My Dad Once Had To Heimlich Maneuver Out Of My Friend Mike Brosius’s Mouth To Save His Life. Berries Jubilee. Mocha Chip…

Like you’re dressed as you for Halloween.

Like starting a new season of a TV show, where your favorite character has a different haircut.

Like you’re Mary-Kate dressed as Ashley.

Like you got a tattoo of your face… over your face.

Like seeing your third-grade teacher in tennis shoes.

Like seeing your doctor in falsies.

Like seeing…

Ben Kassoy (he/him) is…

Ben Kassoy (he/him) is a payphone that rings.

Ben Kassoy (he/him) is a cartographer in a coma, psychokinetically mapping underwater worlds, waiting for someone to one day discover his sunken cities.

Ben Kassoy (he/him) is having three vertebrae removed so he can put his ear right up to his chest…

Imaginations ran wild

My mom was all about healthy snacks but knew enough about branding not to call them “healthy snacks” so she’d just ask if we wanted “something to eat.”

A lot of our household items felt either like sentimental family heirlooms or like timeless, origin-less utilitarian practicalities that had always been…

Ben Kassoy

Poet, writer, payphone that rings. Seen in GQ, Elle, Glamour, Teen Vogue, and more. More at www.benkassoy.com. (he/him)

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